  Wow it's been awhile. But it feels good to do this, so I am trying to press on with blogging. The kids are out of school for like over a week now. And my sanity is still intact, which amazes me. I haven't been yelling much either, I guess I don't have PMS yet eh. Went to the states last weekend.
I just don't think I am much of an American any longer, those people down there have a flag stuck to every surface, and I just wonder WHY? My cousin sent me this thing written by Michael Moore, and I really liked this part, "For too long now we have abandoned our flag to those who see it as a symbol of war and dominance, as a way to crush dissent at home. Flags are flying from the back of SUVs, rising high above car dealerships, plastering the windows of businesses and adorning paper bags from fast-food restaurants. But these flags are intended to send a message: "You're either with us or you're against us," "Bring it on! " or "Watch what you say, watch what you do. " My mother insits she hates Michael Moore, but I see that he has a point.
I'd like to see his movie. But DH would probably fall asleep in it, and I don't want to go alone! DS1 is at my mom's house for 2 weeks. I hope she is not telling him all this American patriosim stuff... I'm so glad to live in Canada. The other day was the anniversary of us moving to this town... it has been 10 years!
10 years we have lived in the same town. That is hard to believe. We went to see Spiderman 2. I'm getting too old for movies like that. The boys liked it though. I got LHOTP season 5 today!
Yeah! I have to wait till DS1 gets home, he is the only one who likes to watch it with me. DS2 says it is retarded. [LHOTP= Little house on the prairie] and DH will watch sometimes, when there is no show about rebuilding cars is on. This past weekend in the states we boated and jet skied. It was fun.
But sometimes I just feel like I am somewhere else, or that it wasn't really me. Or that I just don't really fit in with that whole life anymore. I'd much rather stay home. And I get so frustrated with my mom. Sometimes I wonder if like she wasn't my mom if I would even be friends with her. It is weird.
I don't fit in and I have been doing and saying the "right things" to please them for years, and not even being myself. I can be real with DH and kids, but not mom & dad. And I feel so much more relaxed when I am not around them. What a terrible kid I am. But I think I guess I am becoming my own person? Maybe?
I say who cares what they think... But yet some part of me always wants to PLEASE them and be the perfect kid. Well I want to go read for a bit before everybody descends on me "What's for Dinner?? " I'm reading at the moment, "Nights in Rodanthe" By Nicholas Sparks urlLink http://www.nicholassparks.com/Novels/NightsInRodanthe/Flap.html Later............... 
